From the start, all I had was a plank. My fate depended entirely on the draw.
Lin Xiang transmigrated into a world made entirely of sea.
Anyone else would have cried, but that’s not who Lin Xiang was. He awakened a Trait System that gave him one free draw every day.
He drew [Ultimate Lazing Physique], which restores health when he lies flat. What the hell kind of talent skill is that?
He drew [Iron Tongue and Steel Teeth] and bit through a fishman’s bone spear. The fishman’s eyes looked so aggrieved as it died, probably never imagining someone would bite it to death.
He drew [Aquatic Breathing] and could breathe underwater! But why was he starting to grow fish scales?!
Lin Xiang: ??? Is this System messed up in the head?
The seawater in this world can corrupt people, and a whole bunch of “Old Gods” slumber in the deep sea. If they awaken, the entire world will mutate. The Holy Light Church on shore is even more ridiculous: they call every transmigrator a heretic and roast them over bonfires.
While other survivors were still fighting over a wooden plank, Lin Xiang had already fused traits and was chatting and laughing with sea monsters on the ocean floor.
When the knights of the Holy Light Church charged in, shouting that they would purge the heretic, Lin Xiang lifted his mask, revealing the fine silvery-white scales covering his face, and smiled faintly. “A heretic? That Old One you’re talking about... is standing right in front of you.”
